By morning, Joscelin was resigned. You know, betimes I think you are a little mad, Imriel no Montreve, he said to me in the courtyard outside the stable, holding the Bastard's reins.You never said tha...
As gloriously, splendidly, intractably single-minded as he was, loving him was like grasping a knife, a clean white blaze of pain that kept me anchored to myself.
Mothers have wept less, bidding farewell to their children. At least, mine certainly did.
Suspended between the carefree child of the Sanctuary I had once been and the confident adult I wished to become.
In the arts of covertcy, it is death to second-guess oneself.
Years ago, I had a teacher who taught me that all ways lead to the Way, I said slowly, thinking. That there is a great truth behind all the truths of the world, and the faces of the gods are masks tha...
True friendship must be akin to romance, I think; only without all the anguish and anxiety.
There were barbs on the words, his formal address. I endured them in silence and watched him go, leaving me alone with the remorseless pleasure of my pain.
The gods use their chosen hard, but reveal little to them.
Tell me, my heart, would you rather wed a handsome man or a wealthy one? Zariya considered the question. If I had the luxury of choice, I would choose a kind man.
Shambloth the Great Protector, whom you know as the Inchoate Terror,
Nothing spoils idle pleasure like too much awareness
If the greatest danger one faces as a slave is displeasing one's masters, this is the second: pleasing them.
I went to him unhesitatingly. He drew me against him, his lean body clad in black velvet doublet and breeches, with the de Morhban crest on his shoulder. I felt the dark tide of desire loose in my mar...
For every victory, Necthana whispered, her great dark eyes shining with a mother's tears, there is a price.
Because people can be foolish, Drustan said. And fearful of heroes not their own.
Whatever complicated emotions I felt for him, I didn’t want to ruin the moment with my unfortunately stereotypical American ignorance of history and geography.
Whip us 'till we're on the floor, we'll turn around and ask for more, we're Phèdre's Boys!We like to hurt, we like to bleed, daily floggings do we need, we're Phèdre's Boys!
To have a traitor for an ally is to have an enemy in waiting
Those who are too rigid in their beliefs will break rather than bend with fortune's blows.